The camera never lies

In the bathroom, I turned on the shower and took the camera back out of my pocket. It was still on and the new photo showed the same hand pulling apart her buttocks and the long, thick penis now buried it’s head into her asshole. I started to shake slightly again, the adrenaline rushing through me and I pulled off my jeans to massage my prick while I viewed the images.
The next was from the same angle, but the penis was now all the way in to the hilt, her cheeks glowing pink around it. He had obviously spanked her too.
My cock throbbed and dripped beads of clear lubricant onto the floor as I gripped it tightly in my fist to stop it exploding while going through the camera’s contents. There were shots taken from above of her giving head, licking his balls and being fucked in every orifice. All in all, there were about 12 images, but the final one put them all into place.

It was taken from a few feet away as she sat spread legged toward the lens, a look of total lust on her face. Her puffy, scarlet cunt gaped open and poured with thick cum that spread all around it’s edges and up one thigh. There was so much it pooled around her sphincter on the seat and her belly and tits glistened in the flash as she smeared some across her mouth and cheek with an open palm, staring at the photographer with the most serious gaze.
At that moment, looking at that fantastical image and against my will, I started to cum. Despite my clenched hand being clamped around it like a vice, my dick began throbbing hard and shot a long, heavy stream of semen out over the glass shower door in front of me. I gasped and doubled over. My legs buckling underneath me and I steadied myself against the sink and took a final look at the picture before turning it off.
Then, for the first time, I noticed the date display. It had been taken today… and less than 50 minutes ago.